Lately we have been working the delicate balance of allowing Little Prince to be a little boy and yet teaching the social responsibilities of not waylaying all your friends and family. This has been especially exasperating at church since we don't often witness his "playfulness" firsthand. And we don't really get a clear picture when we ask him what he did in his class that day since his usual response to our inquiries is, "I push people." In fact, tonight after putting him to bed, singing a few songs and thanking God for each member of our family and their chairs (not kidding) and markers and the table, I was making my exit, hand on the door knob when I heard again,
"I push people."
Who knows, perhaps somewhere down the line this will be a very vital life skill. I'm trying to remain optimistic.
I'm a stumbling, bumbling follower of Christ, a sometimes excellent, sometimes excruciating wife of Mr. Wonderful, and a clueless, but purposeful mother of two girls, Daddy's Girl and Sunshine and a boy, Little Prince.
All my imaginations as a child about being grown up were very romantic and I dreamed I, myself, would be very wonderful in it. The reality is just very, very different. Mr. Wonderful does not waltz in from work singing, the babies are not perfectly behaved and I am...well, not always so very fabulous. But it is a great life anyway, not always pretty, but great. How to Cook a Hot Mess is about my life and the people and experiences that are nothing like what I expected.
I met Mr. Wonderful in college thanks to God's amazing patience. We crossed paths sooo many times, but they were the wrong times. He is much more talented than he thinks he is and keeps me in check. We have been married now for almost 15 years, good times and bad times, but I would want no other teammate.
Our firstborn, one of my favorite people on the planet and definite most like her Daddy. Pretty straightforward, DG never holds back what she thinks about anything. She is amazingly helpful and patient with "the babies" and is a performer. She loves "fashion" and older "men." Heaven help us!
Rascal with a heart of gold. That is LP. He is constant motion and my reason for considering buying stock in Super Glue. He has a great smile and a penchant for melting my heart. He is the party!
Our most recent addition to "The Tribe." She is just like her name, a ray of sunshine. She loves to eat and thrills at the sight of Daddy's Girl and Little Prince. I cannot be sad around this child, well...except that she is growing too fast!